I asked you to print cards, not to kill gods.

At the most dangerous moment, Alice even saw smoke rising next to the Thunder Church.

"Should we attack, Alice?" Ekaterina looked at the flames of war outside. "After all, what is burning is our property."

"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer." Alice sat on the Pope's throne, crossed her legs and looked at the information in her hand. "My Queen, you have been preparing for so long, do you still need a little time?"

"Wait for these War God's fanatics to kill a few more nobles first."

Ekaterina glanced at the statue of the Lord of Thunder behind Alice and said, "Will the Lord of Thunder really not find out about this?"

"Don't worry, the news He received will only mean that nothing happened."

Under Alice's deliberate guidance, these fanatical followers of the God of War swept across the entire wealthy area.

Every morning when the people of Luolin City and even the entire Luolin Empire read the newspaper, all they could see was war! War! War!

Prices in the empire began to soar.

The money that could buy a bag of rice in the morning can only buy a bottle of water in the evening.

Everyone was beginning to get tired of the gods' tricks.

The key point is that this war has nothing to do with them. They will not benefit from it, but they will bear the cost entirely.

What those newspapers and magazines said was right.

We are but food for the gods and tools of the gods.

When we are of no use, God casts us aside.

Only when God needs us will He affectionately call us His people.

There should be no gods in this world.

Gradually, more and more residents moved to the area controlled by the Dawn Legion.

Ekaterina thought back to all the reports she had received and complained, "I am really crazy. I would actually bet the entire empire to help you do something like deceiving the gods."

Alice chuckled: "Your ancestors will be proud of you. At least you have preserved their legacy, right? Grand Admiral Luo Lin."

Ekaterina gave Alice a long look.

As the empress of the Luolin Empire, she should be a ruthless political machine.

but it is not the truth.

Although objectively speaking, she did profit from it.

At Alice's invitation, she saw Alice's terrifying Dawn Legion and the alien warriors that continued to pour out of the cracks.

Ekaterina had no doubt that Alice could easily clear away all the obstacles in the world even without her.

But to be honest, she really didn't mind helping Alice.

Just as she was thinking about it, Alice spoke again: "It's almost time. Fili and the others are almost back. Let's leave the battlefield to them."

Fili is the leader of the only remaining fanatics in the Thunder Church.

Previously, Alice sent them to garrison at the front line with the Church of the Daylight and to interact in a friendly manner with the fanatics of the Daylight.

Now, both sides have almost exhausted their resources.

Alice planned to kill them all in this battle.

In this way, the last bit of garbage in this big show will be cleared away.

Well, let Sister Paris handle the Daylight Church herself.

Alice thought to herself.

At this moment, the call of the Lord of Thunder rang in her ears.

"I sense that a large number of strong men have appeared on the coast of the Luolin Empire." The Lord of Thunder said in a deep voice, "My church is decreasing, my pope."

Alice clasped her hands together and showed a "pious" expression: "Oh, my Lord, maybe this really happened, but we'd better focus on the war with the God of War."

"Those clowns along the coast, once we defeat the day and the God of War, won't it be easy to solve them under your supreme majesty?"

The Lord of Thunder always felt that there was something wrong.

But these words came from the mouth of His faithful Pope.

Then there is no problem.

Because His Pope...

Absolutely! Right! Loyal! Sincere!

"I'm ready to fight the God of War." The Thunder Lord's voice was particularly confident. "As long as Bai Zhou doesn't get involved, we can swallow up the entire Church of the God of War in this battle."

"Daytime won't get involved." Alice smiled confidently. "I used a little trick. I think He is busy sorting out internal issues now."

"Good! Good!" The Lord of Thunder's mood suddenly improved.

******

Daytime Church.

After being severely troubled by Alice's constant jailbreaks, this place finally returned to its original prosperity after a period of construction.

Above the square, the towering statue of Lady Day stands above the earth, its eyes gazing into the distance.

That's the direction where the sun rises.

Enbeck.

The Archbishop of the Church of the Day and the most staunch believer of Lady of the Day.

The members of the Tomorrow Society he leads are all the most loyal believers of the Church of the Day.

Over the past few years, Embeck has been secretly investigating something.

As the clues became clearer, Embeck felt the time was ripe.

After repelling the Thunder Lord's troops led by Fili, Embek hurried back here to pray to the great Lady of the Day.

He prayed for the Lady to come.

He wants the great day to judge.

"So, what exactly do you want me to do, Embek."

Paris opened her eyes and looked at the fourteenth-level archbishop calmly.

He is clearly already a strong man of the fourteenth level, but he is so servile to me, not behaving like a strong man at all.

God, has locked the upper limit of this world.

It also disciplines all extraordinary people.

"Great Lady of the Day! Humble humans pay you the highest respects!"

Feeling Paris's breath, Embeck trembled with excitement.

He lay prone on the ground, his forehead pressed firmly against the ground, and spoke out his request for divine judgment word by word: "I suspect that Alice, the Saint of Daylight, is a spy of the Thunder Church?!"

Paris was not surprised at all.

After all this time, if they haven't even realized this, their Daylight Church won't be able to survive in the Dawn Continent. Paris' voice was calm, without any waves: "Go on."

After discovering that Paris was not angry about this, Embeck seemed to have found a huge backer. Although he was still crawling, his waist seemed to be a little stiffer.

"No... not only that! Alice is also closely connected with the Saint of Dusk..."

"Is that all?"

Embeck shuddered slightly.

Paris sneered: "Why not go a step further? Maybe Alice is the modern-day Twilight Saint."

The Dusk Saint?!

Embeck's head snapped up.

His eyes were fixed on Paris's face which was covered by the light.

Paris smiled slightly: "Any questions?"

"You... you never directly stated the word..."

"Oh, it seems so." Paris said slowly, "After all, this is the habit of the last guy. In order to pretend to be more convincing, I really didn't say much about the Dusk Saint."

Embeck seemed to have heard something extraordinary.

If his not-so-stupid brain had understood correctly...

"You...what are you talking about!?"

"How old are you, Enbek?"

"Two hundred and thirty-four."

"As a fourteenth-level warrior, your life span is indeed very long."

Embeck humbly said: "It is a gift from God."

Paris looked at Enbeck deeply and said, "Yes, it is my gift."

"So I'm curious, who do you believe in, the Lady of Daylight or me?"

Enbek's body trembled violently: "Aren't these two the same?"

"It has been the same for the past five or six hundred years." Paris said slowly, "But a thousand years ago, I had another name..."

"You are a false god who usurped my Lord!"

Embeck stood up and stared at Paris with fear and madness.

He had already summoned his wand.

Behind him, all the members of the Tomorrow Society took up their weapons.

Paris sighed.

As Shen Sui commented, she is a good person, an overly gentle older sister.

Therefore, she still has some feelings for these daytime believers who grew up under her name.

It’s a pity that some people are really stubborn.